“Where would you like it?” He asked.
“Anywhere but on the face,” the older woman said. “I want to wear all this cum to the party, but…I don’t want my face all sticky when I do either, so wherever else you’d like, though I’d especially like it mostly on my tits.”
“I can do that,” he leered, and then knelt next to her on the bed, aiming and pointing his cock squarely at her. Sure enough, he was soon tossing several ribbons of cream across both of her breasts, moving off and away as another guy soon came over, taking his place, and almost identically doing the same thing as well.
“You’re welcome to do so too if you’d like,” she said looking over towards me, though I had already decided to start saving it up again for later. It was still way too early for me to be moving quite this fast a pace, though I wasn’t really too worried about it. I had a feeling, I’d be cumming more during this stay than I ever had in my entire life.
We soon after left, heading back towards our own room again to shower and freshen up before the formal cocktail hour, but not before watching the last two guys jerking one another off, likewise spraying a fairly liberal amount of their semen onto the woman’s already cum-soaked tits. Obviously, she quite enjoyed that, and as we would learn much later, had a real fetish for having as many men as possible, saturating her boobs throughout the night whenever the opportunity presented itself.
It was indeed promising to be a very interesting weekend, and things weren’t even really getting started yet.
**
By the time we got back to the room, there was a very elegant looking folder laying on the bed waiting for us. As it turned out, it was a brief itinerary of the evening ahead, along with seating assignments for lunch and dinner, that would change each and every meal, ensuring that we always sat with a new group of people each time. No surprise there, something we had pretty much already expected.
There was also of course a list of recommended, suggested activities we could look into if we so wanted to. Some of which again, would be interesting to say the least, and far beyond anything that Maya and I had even considered doing so far. But then again, so far…we had accomplished that much all on our own.
We had showered, gotten cleaned up, and ready to head downstairs. It was still a bit strange, preparing to leave without wearing a single stitch of clothing, entering into the hallway, just as other couples began doing, everyone heading down the hall towards the elevators. It was an interesting mix from what we could see, some younger, some older, no one really perfect, nor had we expected, or even wanted that.
It was far more interesting, exotic, and erotic to see the average everyday kind of person just openly expressing their sensuality in whatever way that might be. One woman in fact, led two men who were collared, around their dicks, by a simple gold chain which she held in her hand as she led them inside the elevator behind us. We stepped inside, the doors closing, and no sooner had they done so, I looked over just in time to see that same woman’s hands reach around, cupping one of my wife’s breasts, giving it a gentle, friendly little feel.
“Nice tits, hope you’ll let me suck on them later,” she told my wife.
“Feel free, any time,” Maya responded pleasantly.
“Thank you, I will. And I wouldn’t mind sampling your husband’s cock either. We’re planning on going to the black light party later, so that’s where you’ll find us if you’re interested,” she stated.